was some fifty yards back of the shack, Mr. Munn saw him
swing up the axe, and caught the flash of the sun on the
When he was within some twenty feet, he called sharply,
" Trevelyan 1" and then approached the man, who leaned
lightly on his axe, waiting.
" Howdy-do/* Trevelyan said.
" Trevelyan," Mr. Munn began, and stepped to a position
directly in front of him, "I understand you tried to black-
mail Mr. Tom SorrelL For five hundred dollars."
Trevelyan's impassive face did not change, or changed only
by a slight narrowing of the eyes, as though the light were,
for the moment, too great. He said nothing,
" I want to know. Now."
"I ain't a-messen in yore bizness," Trevelyan said,
measuring his words out, not looking at Mr. Munn now, but
off at the horizon, his eyes squinting, " an' I don't aim to have
no man messen in mine."
** I want to know. And no lie."
"Lie! Ain't air man-----" Trevelyan's hand tightened on
the axe handle, and over the big knuckle bones the red, too-
thin skin whitened.
"You fool," Mr. Munn said evenly, "you've got a place
here, and, by God, now-----"
tf Fifteen acres," Trevelyan answered, and spat into the
dust, " and every God's foot mortgaged."
"—arid, by God, now you go and fix it so you'll have to
leave the country. You do that, and those men the only
friends you had-----"
"Naw, naw," Trevelyan interrupted, and he turned his
eyes, still squinting, upon Mr. Munn; "naw, they ain't no
friends of mine. They ain't done nuthen fer me. I ain't
beholden to 'em. To no man."
" Well, they might do something for you now, something
you won't like, Trevelyan. I'm nof saying, but I'm saying
tibis: you better clear out. And now. Now. Today, not to-
morrow. Here-----" Mr. Munn pulled a wallet from his